Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Panama and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cluster to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Barrington Levy. All the underground hits.
All Terrestrial Tones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
World's Most,
Dave Gahan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Technova,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
The Techniques,
Adolescents,
Steve Hackett,
Interpol,
Lyres,
Main Source,
Theoretical Girls,
Basic Channel,
Tres Demented,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kenny Larkin,
The Pop Group,
Maurizio,
Roger Hodgson,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
Bluetip,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ultravox,
Neu!,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Stooges,
Pulsallama,
Howard Jones,
Zero Boys,
Chris & Cosey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aaron Thompson,
The Pretty Things,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kas Product,
Buzzcocks,
Deadbeat,
Roy Ayers,
KRS-One,
China Crisis,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hardrive,
The Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Little Man,
The Raincoats,
The Detroit Cobras,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Easy Going,
The New Christs,
The Kinks,
Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys, Fat Boys.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.